Love is complex, Or unexplainable,

Nothing about it makes sense,

 Or is reasonable.

 

A second passes by,

Your love is the treasure of your life, 

Times ages along one more time, 

And love is the cause to your cries.

 

Mixed emotions leave you confused,

Feeling abused,

By the senses you choose,

That repetitively seems to lose.

 

Lost in your mind,

Battling to find,

A cure to unwind,

What the meaning of true love is inside?

 

Unclarity runs through your veins,

Leaving you drained.

From the unbalance you face,

This chaotic love we chase,

In our safe space.

Makes you acknowledge again,

The complexity of love we attempt to embrace.